While I stating at the hotel for the wake, I happen to pick up a brochure for Medieval Times. For those of you that don't know, Medieval Times is a theme restaurant. Or maybe more like a dinner theater. Basically you sit in a giant arena and watch a bunch of guys in medieval dress duke in out in the ring while eating food straight out of the state fair.
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Why do I want to go to this over priced tackstravaganzia? Three reasons.
1. I love horses. I would never own one, because I am poor cheap and lazy, but that doesn't mean I don't want to watch them do entertaining things for an hour or so.
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| BLAM! |
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| Neigh goes the pony. |
2. The men in the brochure are attractive. Meow. Also the king kinda looks like Sean Connery.
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| Sean Connery? |
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| I find this attractive. Rawr. |
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| This is his O face. |
3.You can drink.
The only way this would be better is if they had a dragon. I would pay extra to see that. I mean how can you not want to go see this? There's greasy food, beer, and a high possibly of injury. This should be an American pastime. How can you not love a theme restaurant where underpaid attractive men ride around on horses and smack each other with sticks? I'll bet you there aren't many men in that audience.
Someday I will go to a Medieval Times, and I will get drunk, and it will be awesome. Someday.
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